After listening to the conversation between the two, Xiao Ziyang couldn't help but think in his heart: "If those newcomers came down from the front line, maybe I could ask them for some news, it would be better than being trapped here and having a black eye." ”

When he had something on his mind, he could no longer enter meditation, and if he didn't enter meditation, the noisy and tyrannical aura here suffocated him for a while, and he couldn't sit down anymore.

Leaving the bazaar, Xiao Ziyang returned to the camp.

The five new Yuanying soldiers did not participate in the training because they had just come down from the battlefield and they were veterans of the rest of the battle.

Xiao Ziyang thought about it, and then chose a monk who was more kind in the image and knocked on the door of his camp.

"Who?" said a cold question.

"In Xia Xiao Ziyang, I want to ask my brother about something. Xiao Ziyang said.

"Get out!" a colder word came from inside the door.

Xiao Ziyang smiled coldly when he heard this, and pushed open the camp gate.

When the man saw that the camp gate was pushed open, his heart was furious, and he stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and he was about to release the magic weapon to kill him. But when he saw a strong purple light flashing, he suddenly let his mana leak, and he couldn't even release the magic weapon.

Xiao Ziyang was unforgiving, and another Falling Treasure Divine Light brushed over, and immediately brushed off the person's battle armor.

The battle armor was peeled off alive, and the man was suddenly shocked, and with a wave of Xiao Ziyang's hand, the battle armor turned into the size of a palm and fell into his hands.

This Falling Treasure Divine Light is the same as Ziwei Reincarnation Heavenly Eye, it is a magical power that can only be cultivated by a person with a first-grade chaotic spiritual root, and Xiao Ziyang is not afraid of being seen by others.

He walked up to the man with his armor and asked with a smile, "I wonder if Your Excellency is available to answer my question right now?"

This kind of brawl took place inside the camp. As long as you don't make too much movement, and you can't recover in the short term, and you will not be able to recover from serious injuries that affect your combat effectiveness. Generally no one pays attention to it.

However, these Yuanying monks who can be assigned to the genetic warrior camp are all half a catty and eight taels of magic weapons, once they start, they will not be able to distinguish the winner in a short time, although the barracks are strong, but where can they withstand the toss of the Yuanying monks.

Once the camp is destroyed, it will certainly arouse the idea of the gendarme, and no one can escape punishment, so there are very few clashes between the young soldiers of the battalions.

But none of this is a problem for Xiao Ziyang. The monk looked at the battle armor in Xiao Ziyang's hand in horror. After being stunned for a while, he nodded and said, "Please ask." ”

Xiao Ziyang played with his armor and smiled slightly. "Are you coming down from the front?"

The man had already guessed what Xiao Ziyang wanted to ask, so he nodded and told the situation on the front line one by one like pouring beans from a bamboo tube.

It turned out that this person was the first batch of loose cultivators who responded to the call of Tianzhumen and joined the mercenaries. He came to the Burning Sun Star more than half a year earlier than Xiao Ziyang.

He went to war three months ago, at the beginning. Fighting on both sides was relatively fragmented. Most of the battles were between several battalions or a dozen battalions, and although both sides suffered heavy casualties in each battle, the Yuan Infant Monk rarely fell.

Anyway, in addition to recruiting Yuanying Cultivators this time, Tianzhumen also recruited countless mid- and low-level genetic warriors, so those battalions with heavy casualties were replenished very quickly.

More than ten days ago, after three months of mutual testing between the two sides, a large-scale battle finally broke out, and the battlefield was in a mine thousands of miles away from the South Pole camp of the Burning Sun Star Tianzhu Gate.

The battle lasted for three days and three nights. The fight was extremely fierce, and more than 100,000 genetic warriors died in this battle that could be called a meat grinder. Thousands of infant monks fell.

The Radiant Empire also suffered heavy losses in this ground battle, nearly 100,000 knights were killed, more than 3,000 angels fell, and the most painful thing for the empire was that under the deliberate sneak attack of the monk legion, nearly 5,000 priests of all levels died on the battlefield.

The priests were the medium of communication with the gods, the summoners of the angels, and the healers, they were the guarantors of the morale of the army, and they had a very high status in the empire, a loss that was simply unacceptable to the upper echelons of the Radiant Empire. After that, he had to withdraw from the battle.

Although the battle was finally won by Tianzhumen to protect the mine, they did not have a trace of joy, and in the end, the Tianzhumen military still abandoned the mine and retreated hundreds of kilometers back before rearranging the defensive position.

As a sect, although the Tianzhu Gate is powerful, it does not have the qualifications and ability to fight against the enemies of the entire Xiuzhen Alliance.

However, none of this information is of interest to Xiao Ziyang, he has no interest in this cruel battle formation now, he only wants to know the whereabouts of Lu Dao Chang Pengzi.

Fortunately, he actually heard a little bit of Chang Pengzi's information from this person's mouth.

In the battle ten days ago, there was a Primal Infant Legion that had disappeared without a trace, and most of the priests who died in the Radiant Empire were due to them.

When Xiao Ziyang heard that this Yuanying Legion, which numbered only a few hundred, was called "Changpeng Battalion", he immediately affirmed that this army must be Changpengzi's guard battalion.

Chang Pengzi is a chaos cultivator, and naturally he can also cast the Hidden Shadow Escape Method, and the speed of the Hidden Shadow Escape Method is only in the middle and upper range, but its stealth and concealment ability is strong, and it is the best in the world, even the Wind Escape Method is inferior.

Relying on the Hidden Shadow Escape Method, this Chang Pengzi organized a Yuan Infant Army that was good at stealth to carry out sneak attacks and assassinations, which really complemented each other.

But...... Thinking of this, Xiao Ziyang couldn't help but sneer, this Chang Pengzi is ruthless and narrow-minded by nature, and it is this kind of character that makes him unable to open his heart and open up the world, and then he can't turn into a god. Zhenyangzi drove him to this scorching sun star, not because he wanted to use this tragic war and the tempering between life and death to make him have an epiphany.

It's a pity that this person is smart and makes all the kindness of Zhenyangzi go down the drain.

Sneak attack and assassination, of course, can allow him to gain a lot of merits, but if he can't turn into a god, no matter how much merit he has, no matter how much merit he has, he can't make Zhenyangzi look at him more, if he can turn into a god successfully, even if he doesn't have half an inch of merit, it won't be able to affect his status in Tianzhumen in the future.

Xiao Ziyang sneered and played with the man's armor, and after half a sound, he threw the armor into his arms in the man's apprehension and turned to leave.

The man looked at Xiao Ziyang's back, and there was fear and greed in his eyes. He regarded the Falling Treasure Divine Light that Xiao Ziyang had just used against him as a powerful magic weapon.

After Xiao Ziyang left, this person's face was cloudy, and he didn't know what Lu Dao was thinking.

Walking out of the barracks, Xiao Ziyang squinted his eyes, looking at the southern sky, the crimson sky reflected in the bright red of the scorching sun rock, and couldn't help but look forward to the coming war for the first time in his heart.

Xiao Ziyang's anticipation did not last long, and on the third day, the order to open was handed down.

In the early morning, under the coordination of the Zhizhi Brain of the Lieyang Star General Staff, more than 100,000 troops almost simultaneously set out, lined up in a huge array of fish scales scattered but not chaotic, and drove towards the battlefield all over the mountains.

The destination of the army was another mine 500 miles away.

The five-hundred-mile march is just a piece of cake for a powerful genetic warrior with the assistance of a powered battle armor.

In the evening, the army finally approached the destination of the march here, the No. 27 mine of Class B.

Xiao Ziyang escaped into the air, and from a distance, there was a huge black basin with a radius of dozens of miles on the bright red plain in the distance.

On the edge of the basin, several ore concentrators have been demolished.

Around the factory, the simple barracks where the workers live are also a mess, and the ground is full of colorful garbage.

Xiao Ziyang shook his head and plunged headlong into the ground, only to fall on his shoulder when he was three feet away from the mecha warrior who often carried him. The mecha warrior stumbled, causing a burst of laughter.

The battalion commander looked at the tactical map in the light curtain of the brain on his arm, compared the real scene, and led the team to a low mountain.

After determining the position, the battalion commander gave an order, and the genetic fighters immediately dispersed according to the tactical formation in training.

The battle mechs are located at the front, lined up. Behind every two battle mechs was a company arranged in a skirmisher formation.

At the head of each company were three high-level genetic warriors armed with high-level energy shields, and behind the spearheads were seventy or eighty mid-level genetic warriors armed with melee blades.

The rear flanks of melee fighters are flanked by more than forty fighters armed with various ranged energy weapons, ranging from intermediate fighters to a small number of beginners.

Eight combat mechs, four companies, scattered in a dispersed formation of 300 meters wide and 200 meters deep, at the back of the team, the battalion commander with a company composed of all elite intermediate fighters, and two transport mechs in the battalion to guard the most vulnerable rear of the entire team.

The transport mecha is not as flexible as the battle mech, but its protection is not inferior to the latter, and although the attack is insufficient, it is no worse than the battle mech for defense.

Seeing that the entire battalion had lined up in an orderly battle formation within five minutes, the atmosphere on the battlefield became stronger, and even with Xiao Ziyang's steadiness, his heart was pounding.

He couldn't help but retreat into the sky again.

At this time, the sky gradually darkened, Xiao Ziyang fled thousands of feet into the sky, and saw that there was no one around, and his eyes were slightly closed. With his movements, in his purple mansion, the purple Yuan Ying who was sitting cross-legged also closed his eyes at the same time, and after a while, a purple-gold vertical eye appeared on the Yuan Ying's forehead, and the vertical eye opened, spewing out a long purple-gold light.

As Yuan Ying opened his vertical eyes, a purple-gold vertical eye suddenly appeared on Xiao Ziyang's forehead, looming. The shadow of the vertical eyes erupted a faint purple-gold light that was a long time.

After the vertical eye phantom appeared, the world realm in front of Xiao Ziyang's eyes suddenly changed, and the earth under his feet disappeared, leaving only an endless black void, and countless spiritual lights in the void shone like stars.

The place where the spiritual light in the void was most flourishing under him, within hundreds of square miles, countless spiritual lights were like the stars and sands of the Henghe River.

These spiritual lights are strong and weak, pure and mixed. (To be continued......)